CONAN The Future Boy
Based on the book, "The Incredible Tide" by Alexander Key
"Now the Earth Awakens",
The sea is in blue slumber,
Life is blooming on the land,
And the sky...and the sky dreams of tomorrow.
Look, the reborn Earth welcomes the awakening morning.
Swim and break through the waves! Run and kick up the soil!
Because you love the Earth so much,
Because the dawn is so beautiful!
Put your voices together and sing,
Dance shoulder to shoulder.
Because you love the Earth so much,
Because the dawn is so beautiful!
July 3, 2008 A.D.
Mankind was facing the fires of extinction.
Super-magnetic weapons, far more destructive than atomic weapons,
caused half the world to be wiped out in an instant.
The Earth was seized by great tectonic upheavals. Its axis was twisted.
The five continents were ripped completely apart and sank into the sea.
Episode 1: Remnant Island
Our spaceship crash-landed on this island.
Twenty years have passed already.
After the war that foolish Mankind brought about, . . .
the earth was demolished miserably, but now vegetation grows thickly, . . .
and nature is returning beautifully back to life.
However, my companions from the spaceship have died off one after another. . .
and I, too, have already grown old.
I wonder if no humans besides us survive on this earth.
Grandpa! Grandpa!
Grandpa!
Look, that lousy Whitenose has shown up!
He's killed almost all the fish in the preserve!
I'll get him today.
Conan, don't be unreasonable!
I did it! I did it!
I did it, Grandpa! Hurray!
O-o-omigosh!
Emergency! Emergency!
It moved! It moved! It moved! It moved!
What's the matter? You sleeping there or are you hungry?
Grandpa!
Emergency!
Grandpa!
Oh, got Whitenose did he?
There's a person sleeping on the beach! Come quickly!
What did you say?
Seemed to be alive. . .
Alive, you say!?
It moved, but it went back to sleep again! Hu-hurry, Grandpa!
W-water. . .
Go get water! Quickly!
Water. . . water. . .
Hurry!
H-hey, drink a little more slowly, eh? Keep it up like that and you'll pass out.
Conan, get food.
Ow-w-w! F-food. . .
Where am I?
Don't worry. You're in my hut.
Is this High Harbor or Industria? It's not High Harbor, is it?
This is Remnant Island. That's what we call it anyway.
Is there someone called Dr. Briac Lao on this island?
There's no one else on this island besides Conan and myself.
Here, food!
Ah--no, no! Something softer -- there, that soup!
Young miss, please tell me. . .
. . . are there people besides you and ourselves who survive in this world?
I see. I'm so glad it isn't just us.
Here, drink this.
Oh, before that, we'd better get you a change for that wet clothing.
I'll lend you my shirt.
Conan go outside.
Why? I want to be here.
It doesn't matter why. Now, out with you!
Conan, stop peeking!
Here, go wash these.
Funny smell!
Funny Sme---ell!!
Please forgive him. He's seen no other human other than me. . .
. . . much less a girl -- for as long as he can remember.
Conan.
I wonder if she's alive.
It's all right. She's alive.
Should we try poking her?
Get out! I won't tell you! Get out!
What should we do? Get out?
She doesn't mean us; she's talking in her sleep.
Grandfather? Grandfather, where are you?
Don't worry. If you mean me, I'm here.
Grandpa. . .
Poor thing. It seems she's been treated very cruelly.
Grandpa. . . is she alive?
She's fine. Go to sleep and don't worry.
Goodnight.
I see. Thank you.
Good morning.
Were you talking to the birds?
Uh-huh. But my heart understands them. I call this tern "Tikki".
He's my friend.
Really! So this one called me, saying "Her is here!"
"Her"?
Yeah, Grandpa, uh. . .
He said, "It's not a "him", call her "her"!
Lana. I'm called Lana.
Oh? La-na. . . Lana!
Thank you for saving me.
I--Conan. I'm called Conan! Lana. . .!
Is there no one besides you and your grandfather on this island?
Unh-uh. I think there was before, but they all died.
I see. . .
There's a graveyard. Wanna go see?
Later.
Are there no ships? Ships that can go to distant islands?
Yeah, there are! I use 'em when I'm fishing!
This way.
You're right. It's a cute boat.
But it couldn't go to High Harbor.
High Harbor?
The island where I was born. There are many people there!
There are people besides you, Lana?
Yes, it's full of them -- children and grownups.
Th-this many?
Unh-uh, more!
Then. . . this many?
Unh-uh, much more! There are hundreds of them!
That many!?
High harbor is an island very, very far away from this one.
It's a place where the villages of old weren't sunk under the sea, . . .
even in the time of the Great Disaster, . . .
and stayed as they were, so there are wide open farmlands and meadows, . . .
green forests, always the lovely scent of flowers in bloom, . . .
and many fruit trees.
It's a very pretty island.
You want to go back?
There's fruit on this island, too!
Let's go! There!
I'm scared!
You're light, Lana! You looked it! The-e-ere we go-o-o!
Can you really eat the fruit?
Uh-huh. Here!
Good, ain't it?
Yum!
A bird!
Hide!
It's not a bird, its a hydroplane -- from Industria!
Industria?
Bad people! They've come looking for me!
For you, Lana?
What the. . . a hydroplane!
He-e-ey! He-e-ey!
What have you come to this island for?
Well, now. So you remember how to speak?
We're searching for a young girl called Lana. Has she come to this island?
I don't know. I haven't seen any such girl!
We'll check out the hut!
They're going into the hut! With Grandpa, too!
I wonder if your grandfather's all right.
You hide here, Lana. I'll go take a look.
Be careful!
Hmmph! This hut reeks of fish!
She's not in here.
Gather all inhabitants of the island here!
Do as you're ordered, old man!
You still do these sorts of things? Holding and waving around guns and such?
Did you learn nothing from the great Disaster!?
Stubborn old fool!
That way of thinking destroyed the world! Don't you see that!?
You should talk! You were the adults then; you started the war!
We were still children!
We children went through many painful experiences in order to survive!
Do you understand?
You have no right to talk big; you're one of the irresponsible adults. . .
who triggered off the war and have been reduced to savages!
Now, go do as you are told!
What's the matter?
Get out!!
If you don't want to die, get off this island!
Stop! If you fire that thing, you'll die as well!
Leave! Leave this island!
Don't ever show your faces around here again!
Dammit!
Talking to him is out of the question. Let's go, Guzu.
You can suit yourself and rot on this island!
Grandpa!!
Get away!!
Grandpa! Hang in there!
I'm all right. Conan, protect the girl.
Let Lana go!
Episode 2: The Journey
Let Lana go!
Damn you. . .
Mess around with us, will you!
What are you trying to do, crash us?!
The flaps. . . the flaps won't move!
It's his fault!
I'll shoot him off!
Let me go! What are you doing?
You little. . .
That'll teach ya! Y'shouldn't have messed with us!
Please! Go back and save Conan!
It's no use. He couldn't survive falling from this height.
Please! Go back, please! Please!
Quiet down, you!
Tikki. . .
It was no use. They took Lana.
Grandpa was badly hurt!
Grandpa. . .
What happened to her?
They took her with 'em.
I see.
Grandpa, how are your wounds? Should I bring you some shark liver?
Conan, listen well to what I'm about to tell you. Very soon I will die.
It's not true! That's not true! You can't be dying, Grandpa!
I've pickled some shark liver! I'll go get it!
Stay here, Conan.
Conan, from here on you'll have to survive on your own.
But a human being must not -- no, cannot live alone.
You must have companions. I had nine friends.
It was just twenty years ago that our ship, . . .
having failed to escape into space, . . .
crash-landed on this island.
We barely made it alive.
But the Earth had changed into a completely barren world;
there wasn't a living thing in sight.
We lost our desire to live.
We even thought that we'd have been better off if we and the ship had burned up.
We were certainly burnt-out human beings.
Suffering from thirst, with nothing we could do about it, we awaited death.
There wasn't a drop of fresh water on the island and no rain fell.
Water!
A pool had been created.
In the nose of the spaceship, stuck deep underground, . . .
cold water had welled up almost to overflowing.
When we tried to abandon the Earth, our ship would not let us.
Then, carrying us to this island and becoming a pool, it was declaring to us, . . .
"You will live! You will survive!" And then we saw it.
Life was reviving on the Earth!
Grass seeds grew into green blades from the cracks in the burned and ulcerated rocks and little. . .
creatures returned to the shore. Soon even birds had returned.
"We will live! We will live here!"
"We will build a new life on this island!"
That is what we swore to do.
And so you were born.
Conan, you were a son to all of us.
Your parents died with my other friends but you have grown up strong, . . .
like the grass that sprouted and the trees that have grown thickly on this island.
We were old seeds, scattered here on Remnant Island.
You are a new tree born of those seeds.
The five old continents are all sunk beneath the sea but new grass is growing. . .
and new people are being born on the small remaining islands!
Yeah, Lana told me!
She said that there's an island called High Harbor that's full of children!
The time has come for people like you and her to build a new life in a new world.
Grandpa. . . does it hurt? Hold on, Grandpa!
Conan, leave this island!
L-leave the island?
Go and search for a new world.
The time has come for you to set out.
Grandpa. . .
Don't lose heart, Conan. Find friends -- live for your friends!
Grandpa! Don't die! You mustn't die!
Grandpa?
Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa!
Grandpa-a-a!
Grandpa!
Grandpa-a-a!!
There it is! Barracuda at two o'clock!
What is this!? There are bones everywhere in this thing!
I don't think it tastes that bad. . .
Day after day, it's fish skeletons and sea biscuits!
Gutch, can't you serve hamburger once in a while?
I'm sorry, sir, but the last of it was finished the day before yesterday.
Wha-at!?
It's Monsley's Falco. What's she doing here now?
Captain, the Falco has just arrived.
I can see that! Heave to immediately!
Captain Dyce! Could we pull up a little closer?
Well, if it isn't Monsley! Pretty girls are always most welcome!
By the way, it looks like like someone took a big stick to the Falco's wing.
We ran into a little difficulty.
Hmmph! Pretty girl indeed! I'd have preferred it if she crashed and drowned.
Captain!
This is no time for bad-mouthing! Take a look there!
What?
Lana! What the hell?! Monsley beat me to her!
Damn.
Well done! You found Lana!
Captain Dyce, please lend us tools to repair the wing.
Er. . . with pleasure! However, we should be careful.
Shouldn't Lana be put on board the ship itself?
Captain, you sound like you want the Falco to crash.
Oh no, not at all! Just a precaution!
Besides, what would you do if I left her to you and she escaped again?
Thank you for the offer but no thank you.
My duty is to deliver Lana to the Industrian High Committee without delay.
Does this mean Lana's revealed where Dr. Lao is?
Captain! As a member of the Defense Ministry, . . .
you should not say such things out loud!
Now bring the repair tools immediately!
Yes, Ma'am.
I'm going to get some rest. I'll be borrowing your quarters.
Yes, Ma'am. They're shabby but I'll let you use them gladly.
I'm well aware of how shabby they are.
Damn! Little woman lording over us like that -- she disgusts me!
Come here, my little terns. Please, please listen to my heart.
Thank you.
I'm looking for my grandfather, a person called Dr. Briac Lao.
He can speak to birds, like me.
All you can think of is fish, right?
Of course you wouldn't know about him.
I have a favor to ask of all of you.
If you ever go Remnant Island, I'd like you to see if Conan and his grandfather are all right.
Right. . . he's a human -- a boy -- named Conan.
Conan, please be alive.
Grandpa, I'm going to search for Lana.
I'll get Lana back and find some friends and you can bet I'll come back to this island.
That's what I'll do!
I did it!
It's done!
'Bye.
Good-bye!
Go-o-od-by-y-ye!!
Be sure to be with us for our next episode: "THE FIRST COMPANION".
"A Premonition of Good Luck"
Why does my heart tremble so much?
Why do I stretch my hands toward the sky?
Why do my feet kick up the soil and run about?
I get a premonition of good luck in my heart.
I hold growing hopes in my hands.
My feet run toward the distant horizon.
Because I'm alive!
Because there's a tomorrow!
Because the Earth is spinning 'round!